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Mabel pulled herself back, her face red with enjoyment. In here, she murmured, dragging George to the side of the kitchen area. We can go to it in the kitchen. She unlocked to the small storage room. No one but me ever goes in here. He slid into the tiny location, let Mabel click closed the door behind them and stared at her in the dimness. She lifted her skirt at the front, then clawed at her crotch with urgent fingers. George saw her panties slide down and when the thick growth of pubic hair became visible, he ripped his pants open and dragged out his inflamed penis. Mabel's look drifted down onto the still thickening shaft, then she jammed her buttocks on a low shelf so that she was in a half-squatting position. Her thighs spread open and the wet, pinkish tissue was exposed. Wet, screwin' cunt, George muttered, taking a unstable step closer to the woman. Don't talk-- simply fuck! Mabel slid her fingers down, pried open the lips of her vulva. George moved in between the open thighs, feeling Mabel's hands on his belt, loosening it, letting his trousers slip down then her fingers were clutching his butts and pulling his body closer to her, into her with hungry strength. He grasped the shaft of his penis, guided the jerking head into the damp mass of sexual tissue. The walls of her vulva grasped the sides of his dick, sucked it up and into her body. Urgh, Mabel, George groaned, you hot, starving pussy! She pressed her mouth on his, drawn and bit at his lips as she felt the hard shaft penetrating her. Long, difficult dick, she slavered. You're filling me all of me; you're fucking inside my tummy! She jerked herself down, and the stiff dick pushed up more deeply. Like that, she moaned, writhing herself. Fuck me like that!

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George's knees trembled when he bent them to let his organ slide down, then he drove within again, deeper and much deeper, feeling the vaginal walls swelling against his throbbing shaft. Oooh, you sweet fuck, he mumbled, trembling with enjoyment, you're suckin' the strength outa me! Keep fuckin', she said, her voice rough. She attempted to squeeze her thighs together to increase the experience and the motion of her thigh muscles tightened up the grip of her vulva. Oooh, that! George panted, feeling the damp grip of the strong but soft walls of his cock. Keep holding my dick like that! He stumbled himself upward, his dick making wet, sensuous noises as it thrust through the soaking tissue; then he dragged the shaft down, felt Mabel's body quivering versus his as the delights pulsated through her flesh. Oh, Georgie-- do not stop! Mabel panted out the words breathlessly and squirmed her buttocks on the edge of the shelf as she drew at his cock with her pulsating pussy. George could feel the head of his dick broadening and contracting and fiery slivers of juice started to spasm inside his organ. Mabel, he gasped, I'm gon na-- gon na blow-blow! His voice increased and his in-and-out motions ended up being frenzied. Georgie-Georgieeeeh! Mabel tried to suppress the squeal that increased in her throat as his inflamed organ jammed versus the suggestion of her stiffening clitoris. She twitched herself urgently, working the difficult clitoral tip on the swelling, pulsating shaft.

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Excitements flickered through her vaginal walls then cascaded through all parts of her sexual flesh. I'm coming! she gasped, then her teeth bit onto George's lower lip as she orgasmed, jerking her pelvis and feeling her vulva quiver with a spontaneous reaction. Urgh, Mabel-- Mabellll! George's voice rose high as burning spurts of juice sprayed from the lips of his cock, splashing versus the soggy tissue at the top of Mabel's vulva, heating her, delighting her and making her flesh shiver until she raised her feet off the floor, wedged herself on the edge of the rack and covered her legs around George with her heels jammed into his buttocks, pulling him even deeper inside her sexual cavern. At last, her mouth moved far from George's, her teeth relinquished their grip on his lip and she panted, You charming big cock, oooh, Georgie-- you drive me fuckin' wild! Soft screwin' pussy, he mumbled, feeling the last dregs of juice trickle from completion of his dick. Your cunt was just constructed for fuckin'! She offered a out of breath giggle, raided him, feeling his softening shaft sliding out of her. I came, Georgie, she whispered. You constantly make me come-- an'-- she was reluctant, then buried her face on his shoulder so that her words were smothered, an' now, will you draw me, Georgie? Hungry pussy, he whispered, always all set for more! However he obeyed, letting his body drop down till his face was level with her stubborn belly. She opened her thighs excitedly, then reached down and extended the lips of her pussy wide open. The pink, tensed head of her clitoris slid out and George took a deep breath, bent his head and opened his mouth. Like that! Mabel breathed as his lips encircled her clitoral idea. Draw it into your mouth-- tickle it with your tongue-- bite it, Georgie! He grasped the squirming muscle with his teeth, pulled it away from its warm, damp slot. Mabel made low delighted sounds and laced her fingers in the hair on George's bent head. Stick your tongue up my pussy, she asked in a whisper. He drove his tongue into her, tasting the saltiness of the mix of his and her come-juice, then sucked at her clitoris again. Bubbling groans poured from Mabel's lips and she rocked herself, gradually and sensuously, as George licked, sucked and bit with thrilling sexual dedication. I'm gon na come again! The words spurted from Mabel's lips; a violent shiver shattered through her body and she practically jerked her clitoris from the grip of George's teeth. Now! she gasped, straining herself back, increasing the tension as George's teeth pulled at her clitoris. Now, now, NOW! Her voice rose to a screech, then worthless babbles of sound ran from her lips in a gush as she orgasmed with frenzied intensity. George released the grip of his teeth, felt the head of the clitoris throbbing wildly versus his lips then a shiver ran down his spinal column as the pantry-door opened and an ice-cold voice stated; So this is where you are! Still grovelling on the floor, George twisted his head and stared at Mildred Wynton. She was standing in the pantry doorway, face white, eyes glittering. Did I interrupt you-- or had you end up? she asked in a coldly ironical tone. Her eyes flicked down to George, concentrated on his limp penis-- then she glanced at Mabel, initially at her face then at her curled-open, soaking vulva.

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